Friday, April 8, 2016

A Kinder, Gentler Tracy

     Tracy is all smiles when she wakes up from brain surgery.  Is it the anesthesia or is it the lack of brain worms?   Jason is not successful in preventing Sonny from chasing Carrrrrrrrrrrlos.   Andre suspects something is off with Anna.  Dr. Finn behaves strangely after assisting Griffin in de-worming Tracy's brain.  Nina gets some bad news about her fertility from Dr. Lee and rejects Franco's attempts to comfort her. 

    
        HOSPITAL

        DILLON:  How did Mom's surgery go?  Did you get all the worms out of her brain? 
        GRIFFIN:  The good news:  The surgery was a success and your mother's brain has been de-wormed.   The bad news:  She hasn't come out from under the sauce yet.  

       
        TRACY'S HOSPITAL ROOM

        DR. FINN:  If you don't wake up in 5 seconds, Tracy, I'm going to sic my service lizard on you!  
        TRACY:  (COMA COMA COMA COMA COMA)
        DR. FINN:  Come on, Tracy!  Wake the hell up and snark at me already!  
        TRACY:  (COMA COMA COMA COMA COMA)
        DR. FINN:  This is the thanks I get from helping Dr. Munro de-worm your brain.   Wake the hell up or I'll start singin'! 


        NINA/FRANCO/KIKI'S APARTMENT

        NINA:  Rock me, Franco, like a wagon wheel!   Rock me Franco anyway you feel.   Heeeeey, Franco rock me!  
        FRANCO:  Sure, why not?   Can I rock you like the wind and rain or a southbound train?
        NINA & FRANCO:  (SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX)





        CASA CORINTHOS

        MICHAEL:  You going Carrrrrrrrrrrrrlos hunting?   I wanna come with.  
        SONNY:  Sure.  If Carrrrrrrrrrrrlos doesn't shoot me, your mother will.   No, you stay and look after the womenfolk and the kiddies.   Go visit your brother in the House of Psychiatric Healing, password-protect the door to Avery's room, eat corn dogs with Josslyn, and find out what Kristina's not telling me.  
       

        ANNA'S HOUSE

       ANDRE:  Just thought I'd stop by for a friendly chat with a former-slash-current patient.   How've your moods been, Anna?    Where is your state of mind vis a vis Carrrrrrrrrrlos Rrrrrrrrrriverrrrrrra?  
       ANNA:  This is a really bad time.   I've got a private jet to catch.  
       ANDRE:  I'll only be few minutes.  Can I come in?   I've gotta pee like you won't believe!  
       ANNA:  You really don't want to go in there.   Emma's got the service lizard pox and it's highly contagious.  
     

        JASON'S APARTMENT

      CARLY:  Come on, Jason!   You're the Sonny Whisperer!   If anyone can tell him to stay in The Chuckles it's you.  
      JASON:  Seeing that the alternative is for Sam and I to continue the marathon convo about the state of our relationship, this will be a change of pace. 

      
        HOSPITAL

       GRIFFIN:  How's Ms. Quartermaine, Dr. Finn?   Is she out from under the sauce? 
       DR. FINN:  She's awake and she's freakishly NICE. 
       DILLON:  PHEW!!!   Wait, she's NICE?   What else did you do to her brain besides get all the worms out?  

       
       TRACY'S HOSPITAL ROOM

       TRACY:  Monica, have I told you lately that I love you?   Have I told you there's no one else above you?  You fill my heart with gladness.  Take away all my sadness.  You ease my troubles, Monica, that's what you do. 
       MONICA:  Um...well, thank you, Tracy.  Someone must have changed the playlist in your brain because the way I remember it, the line went, "You CAUSE my troubles, that's what you do." 
       DILLON:  Congrats on being de-wormed, Mom!  
       TRACY:  Aren't you the sweetest thing I've ever seen?   Where's that darling Dr. Finn?   I should like to send him some flowers.  
       MICHAEL:  Hi Aunt Tracy.   Sorry I've been too distracted with my ex and her kid and my bipolar brother to help you get back ELQ. 
       TRACY:  You mustn't worry so, child!   ELQ will sort itself out.  

    
      CASA CORINTHOS

      JASON:  Carly told me to stop you from chasing Carrrrrrrrrrrrrlos and getting yourself killed.  
      SONNY:  It's something I gotta do, Jason.   This Carrrrrrrrrrrrrlos business is eating a hole in my soul, man.   I need to bring him to justice or I won't be able to look myself in the mirror and call myself Sonny Corinthos.  Great to see you, though.   You were the best goon I ever had, you know that?   You saved my life even when you didn't remember BEING my best goon.  
     JASON:  I did what any good amnesiac former Corinthos goon would do.  


     JASON'S APARTMENT

      CARLY:  I hope Jason can talk some sense into Sonny and he'll drop this Carrrrrrrrrrrlos thing and let Anna handle it.   I can't lose Sonny, Sam.  
      SAM:  I feel ya, Carly.  I can't lose Jason either, even if his danger lovin' side kinda lights my fire.   I tell you, he tried to kill my cousin right in front of me and we had THE BEST SEX!  
      CARLY:  You are good people, Sam, because you don't try to domesticate Jason.   You let Jason be Jason.  
      SAM:  Jason's still trying to figure out who Jason is, or whether or not he's the same Jason he used to be. 


     HOSPITAL LOCKER ROOM

       DR. FINN:  Need.  Drugs.  Now.  
       GRIFFIN:  Nice going, doc!   Wanna grab a beer? 
       DR. FINN:  We are SO not in a bromance, kid.  
       GRIFFIN:  But you me and God, we rocked that wormectomy, didn't we? 
       DR. FINN:  God doesn't have a medical degree, pretty boy. 
       GRIFFIN:  Ooooookay, I get that not everyone believes God is their co-pilot, but if you ever need some good old atheist chit-chat, I'm good for that too. 

    
       NINA/FRANCO/KIKI'S APARTMENT

       NINA:  Let's have some more sex so I can get knocked up.  
       FRANCO:   Are we having memory problems here?   I thought I told you about 5,000 times that I didn't want any little mini-mes populating the universe.  
       NINA:  I TOTALLY thought you were kidding!  Come on, let's have a BAY-BEE!  

       NINA:  Dr. Lee told me I can't have a BAY-BEE!  
       FRANCO:  (to himself) Now THAT'S how you spell relief.  Sorry Rolaids.  (to Nina)  I'm so sorry Neens.  I know you really wanted to propagate our wackadoo DNA.   Do you want some comfort sex? 
       NINA: GO TO HELL, FRANCO-NINA BABY HATER!  

     
      HOSPITAL LOCKER ROOM

      DR. FINN:  Do your job, service syringe!   Pump some of that amazing straw-color Chardonnay with notes of crisp apples softened by coconut and vanilla in a creamy finish into me! 
     
      SONNY'S PRIVATE JET

       ANNA:  Sorry I'm late.  Had a D.A. to chloroform.  TWICE.  
       SONNY:  Let's get this done, Anna.  I brought a REALLY BIG NET I found at the Port Chuckles Costco.  I think Carrrrrrrrrrrlos should fit into it just fine.  


     
      

       

5 comments:

  1. "TRACY: (COMA COMA COMA COMA COMA)
    TRACY: (COMA COMA COMA COMA COMA)"

    ROFL! That would be hysterical if she was whispering that! :)

    "NINA & FRANCO: (SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX)"

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

    "TRACY: Monica, have I told you lately that I love you? Have I told you there's no one else above you? You fill my heart with gladness. Take away all my sadness. You ease my troubles, Monica, that's what you do."

    ROFL! She gets out of a coma and starts singing! :)

    "DR. FINN: We are SO not in a bromance, kid.
    GRIFFIN: if you ever need some good old atheist chit-chat, I'm good for that too"

    ROFL!

    "DR. FINN: Do your job, service syringe! Pump some of that amazing straw-color Chardonnay with notes of crisp apples softened by coconut and vanilla in a creamy finish into me!"

    ROFL! Ewww. That sounds way too sexual! ROFL!

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  2. "Ewww. That sounds way too sexual! ROFL!"

    Really? LOL I didn't mean it to be. It was supposed to sound like wine tasting notes. LOL

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  3. Real wine tasting notes? ROFL!

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  4. "Real wine tasting notes? ROFL!"

    Would I make that sheeze up? Ha ha, don't answer that! #wineporn

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  5. Are you making it up? :)Wine porn!!! Hahahahha!

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